Dilno city center location, near Dilno City Intermediate Court.

　　 The old castle full of ancient and noble atmosphere has disappeared. Instead, it is a ruin that seems to have experienced a terrible crisis like the collapse of the sky and the earth.

　　 Huge block ceilings, walls, and fragments of small pieces of building materials that are not shaped like debris are stacked on the ground randomly, making the roads that are not very smooth and difficult to walk on.

　　The dense cobweb-like cracks spread wantonly, and the originally flat and vibrant lawn was cut into pieces. The huge gully and the terrifying sinkhole were born, making this ancient castle even more dilapidated. As if the ground had been washed by gunfire, there was only a mess left.

　　 However, the "people" who are still in the castle at this time have no intention to think about these issues.

　　 They wailed, cried, cried, prayed feebly, but there was no possibility of redemption.

　　 Some people are okay. Although they have broken their arms and crippled limbs, this is not a big deal.

　　 At least, they are still alive.

　　Because the blood race is born with strong vitality, and has always had the ability to absorb external vitality.

　　 Although such injuries are serious, they are not incurable.

　　 At least, compared to other races of the same level, such as human races, elves, and even dwarves, at the stage of low-level transcendents, blood races have a natural advantage when they want to be reborn with severed limbs.

　　 This is their racial trait and also their talent.

　　 However, the vitality of the blood race is also top among the races, and it can even be comparable to the undead who claimed to be immortal.

　　 But under the horrific explosion of the previous level, only a few can escape the catastrophe.

　　 The vast majority of them hadn't realized what had happened, they were burned into fly ash by the beam of light that penetrated the sky, brighter than the sun, and brighter than the sun, leaving no trace of it.

　　 Inside the blood castle, near the original meeting hall.

　　 A few teams, which looked more elite than the other blood race fighters who were still decadent and confused at this time, quietly surrounded the dazzling and dazzling building even if it collapsed.

　　 The few leaders standing in the front, looking at each other, their eyes shone brightly, with an inexplicable color, but no one was willing to take the lead.

　　 It seems that they are all waiting for each other to act first.

　　 After about half a minute, the teams of blood warriors standing there guarding the ruins like sculptures were also a little unbearable.

　　 After all, it is buried underground, but the small half of the blood clan of their Dilno City, from a certain level, is much more precious than the majority of the blood clan.

　　 If they are annihilated here, it is not clear whether the blood race will flourish or decline.

　　 But before this, before the fate of this blood clan was decided, a civil turmoil that swept all blood clan was inevitable.

　　 In this process, countless people will die.

　　 the innocent, the speculator, the adversary, the arrogant...

　　 There are so many different things, everything.

　　 Although their status is not as good as those of the big men who are buried under the ruins to save trouble, but the status of the elite blood clan fighters allows them to know more about the high-level blood clan.

　　 Although there are not many, but it is far from the ordinary blood that knows nothing.

　　 In their cognition, if something goes wrong with those guys in the ruins, then the blood clan's civil strife is inevitable.

　　 After all, among the high-level blood clan who have not arrived today, no one can take on the great responsibility, possessing the wrist and courage to support the blood clan of Dilno City in his hands.

　　 There is no such prestige that can evolve peacefully and frighten everyone.

　　 No one.

　　 Even in peacetime, a force's internal strife is a major event that is risky of overthrowing.

　　 If you are not careful, you will be divided up by tigers, leopards and jackals all around.

　　 The same was true of the Augustus family.

　　 However, among the blood clan of Dilno City, there is no such strongman as Dalton, who can hold the sky with one hand and reverse the world.

In the critical situation on the volcanic crater that is about to erupt in the city of Dilno at this time, if there is something wrong with the blood races buried in the ruins, then they will wait for the destruction of the city of Dilno for four hundred years. It's rare to see a big change.

　　 It is precisely because of this that the blood leaders who seem to be confronting each other, their eyes interlaced in the void, and they reached a consensus.

　　 After all, although they have their own factions and their own masters, they do not have the slightest disagreement on the big issue of the blood group.

　　 After a brief exchange, the group of blood warriors closest to the conference hall immediately set off and approached the conference hall.

　　 But what is puzzling is that their speed is not fast, nor is it the kind of rescue posture. But marching cautiously and cautiously, guarding against possible dangers at any time.

　　 The same goes for the other kinship teams surrounding the conference hall, their eyes are full of solemnity, and they are cautiously guarded.

　　 Of course, more, their attention is still on the ruins of the conference hall.

　　 To be honest, this is not a problem.

　　 Although they are anxious, they still have basic judgment.

　　 After all, the blood castle can't collapse for no reason, and the horrible beam of light that can almost be said to be infinitely powerful before can not have no origin.

　　 Then the answer is obvious. Everything before this must have been secretly making trouble.

　　 All this is aimed at them.

　　 Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain everything that happened before.

　　 As for the saying of God's Scourge, it is even more impossible.

　　 After all, if there was a God's Scourge, the kinsmen in Dilno City would have never known how many times they had suffered over the years.

　　 And now, they don't know whether the culprit who caused all this has left, and they don't know what method the other party used to achieve all this.

　　 If they have left or caused such a terrorist attack by trick, they will be much easier.

　　 However, if the opponent has not left yet and is strong, it would be too bad.

　　 Considering this possibility, they couldn't help being cautious.

　　 click, click...

　　 Suddenly, the leader of the blood squad who approached the conference hall suddenly stopped, raised his right hand, and made a silent gesture.

　　 In an instant, the sound of footsteps that were already faint to inaudible suddenly stopped, and everyone's mind and body tensed up subconsciously, exhausted their ears, exhausted their eyes, and looked around. The atmosphere is solemn and depressive.

　　 At this time, the other teams that were on guard in the distance also seemed to have discovered something wrong, and they also cheered up and were on guard to the highest level.

　　 They lifted the guns engraved with scarlet mage patterns flat, facing the ruins in the distance.

　　 There is a vague brilliance flow on this gun, and the cumbersome magic pattern is densely covered, showing the unique style of alchemy weapons.

　　 From the perspective of the design, the guns held by these blood race teams are a bit like the Empire’s new generation of magic power guns, but when you look closely, they are different.

　　 It's just that, how many of these differences are useless, and how many things are purely for decoration and disguise, then only they know.

　　 The sorrowful wailing, the high-pitched screams, the tactful and changeable sorrows like weeping, all seem to have become boring background music at this moment.

　　 But at this moment, around the ruins formed in this conference hall, the blood squads only feel that space and time have become extremely remote at this moment.

　　 This small area seems to have become an independent world, isolated from the outside world.

　　 The voice seemed to be coming from a very distant place. It could still be heard, but it was only heard. It's like the sound of wind, rain, and noise in the market, just the background sound.

　　 Breath... Breath... Breath... Breath...

　　 Their breath became long and powerful, like a strong bellows pulling, with a surging wind that symbolizes power.

　　 The heart began to beat frantically, like an engine bouncing, bursting out with endless power.

　　 The scarlet color emerged from their pupils, which was extremely small at first, but it was a little bit indistinct at all.

　　 But in just a few breaths, this blood red stains the entire eye, staining the eyes of azure blue, aquamarine, gray brown... all kinds of colors into blood red.

　　 Some scorching breath ejected from their mouths and noses, turning into a faint white mist and dissipating in the wind.

　　 Click!

　　 The original faint voice suddenly resounded, and the pupils of these guys who had been on guard to the extreme shrank suddenly, becoming the size of a free needle.

　　 Scarlet light projected from the pupil, with a **** color.

　　 looks like a predator standing at the top of the food chain, greedily and cautiously watching his prey, waiting for the opportunity to appear.

　　 Boom!

　　 The next moment, a horrible crackle suddenly resounded.

　　 It seems that something exploded. The construction **** that has become a ruin either rose up into the sky or flew in all directions.

　　 Thick dust filled the air, densely packed, blurred vision, with a strong peculiar smell.

　　 However, the blood squads who were waiting in the battle didn't have the mind to pay attention to these trivial things.

　　In the midst of extreme tension, excitement, and excitement, their pupils kept shrinking, even sharper than the tip of a needle.

　　 The scarlet eyes reflected the scene in front of him.

　　 In the mist, two tall and slender figures gradually approached, and they began to become clear from blurry.

　　 However, the invisible face and dress made them dare not relax, and they were still extremely alert.

　　 "Oh, there seems to be a lot of people welcoming us."

　　 The figure on the left glanced at his head and said to the person walking on his right, with a relaxed and natural tone, with a slight smile.

　　 It's just that the blood squad on the periphery is not as easy as the opponent.

　　 Clang, the clanging bullets are loaded, the bolt pulling sounds one after another, and the clanging metal clashes are endless, reflecting a very solemn atmosphere.

　　 Although they still can't see their faces and dress clearly, the voice is enough to alert them.

　　Because, none of the high-level kinsmen who entered the conference hall had such a young and confident voice, nor did they have the absolute confidence that radiated brilliance like a big day.

　　 bang bang bang...

In the next moment, the dense torrent of guns resembling a violent storm resounded instantly, and countless various enchanted bullets seemed to pile up into a wall with no dead ends, tearing the air, controlling the wind, and facing towards the extreme horrible neigh. The two lased away in the mist.

　　 Dozens of bright gunfire beating, dividing life and death between light and death, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

　　 The terrifying metal torrent condenses and takes shape in an instant, surging away with incomparable horror power, unstoppable.

　　 Under the attack of this level, even the extraordinary at the peak of the Black Iron Step would be shredded into powder without the slightest backhand ability.

　　 Even, this kind of attack will cause a certain threat even to the general silver rank powerhouse, making them feel troubled.

　　 But, it's just trouble.

　　 can hold the opponent in a short time, but after the opponent adapts, once they seize the opportunity, they will end up completely wiped out.

　　 They naturally know this, but at least, they can contain it.

　　 However, they didn't think that the situation of besieging and killing the enemy that they and the others arranged together was directly broken by a method far beyond the limit of imagination.

　　铮!

　　 The sword chants that were as cold as icebergs and snow water suddenly roared, shaking the space.

　　 The next moment, a white-gold sword beam suddenly rose up in the air, blasting out with an unstoppable spirit.

　　 The platinum blade light was extremely terrifying, but in an instant it tore the dense barrage like a copper wall and iron wall, and flew towards the nearest team.

　　 The bright white gold blade cut through the space, leaving dark mottled space cracks in the air.

　　 Even if it is the aftermath, it also has incomparable power. It is very random to shred the bullets that were chopped up by the sword in the air into powder, and completely disappeared.

　　 And the moment Alan started to counterattack, the black-robed man didn't just stand by and watch.

　　 The tyrannical spirit and will control the magic power, flooding the world in an instant.

　　 In the air, the originally scattered and disordered magic particles will look like well-tempered elite soldiers in the next moment, generally arranged in a mysterious and complicated order, constructing a rigorous and complicated spell model.

　　 The brilliant magic aura flashes, and the terrifying power permeates.

　　 The powerful mana fluctuations that are enough to be perceived by ordinary people spread in all directions in an instant, just like stormy waves, violent winds and waves.

　　 Before the first wave of attacks ended, the lives of those who attacked Ellen and the black-robed men had already fallen.

　　 Allen and the black-robed men walked out of the fog, looking at the shattered ruins around them that seemed to have been destroyed by natural disasters, with smiles on their faces.

　　 "Not bad."

　　 He said meaningfully~lightnovelpub.net~ in his tone of joy.

　　 "By the way, the movement is so big, won't it be discovered by outsiders?"

　　 Alan seemed to have thought of something, and asked the black-robed man beside him.

　　 "No."

The black-robed man replied concisely, and then seemed to feel that it was not appropriate, and added, "The relevant shielding circle was originally arranged around this castle, which weakened my own sense of existence. I also did a certain amount before acting. The arrangement further enhances the shielding from the outside world."

　　 "So, you don't need to worry about this."

　　 "That's good."

　　 Alan nodded clearly, looked around, and there were some slight voices in the direction, and said with a smile, "Listening to this voice, it seems that many people are very painful."

　　 "Let's go, let's go and give people relief."

　　 Blade, light, sword and shadow flickered, and the **** storm filled.

　　 One minute later, apart from Alan and the black-robed man in the blood castle surrounded by heavy magic circles, there was no other alive existence, only a dead silence remained.

　　 And after the matter was resolved, Allen was also relieved and stretched lazily.

　　滴!

　　 However, at this moment, an urgent message came suddenly.

　　

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